{"id":255899,"date":"2026-07-13T14:23:33","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T11:23:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/celeste-filesunlocked-kristine-mason-1\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T14:23:33","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T11:23:33","slug":"celeste-filesunlocked-kristine-mason-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/celeste-filesunlocked-kristine-mason-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Celeste Filesunlocked – Kristine Mason (1)"},"content":{"rendered":"
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The woman didn\u2019t understand why this was happening to her and prayed to God that she could be strong enough to fight her attacker. But the need to breathe overwhelmed her, along with deep sorrow. There were so many things in life she had yet to do.<\/p>\n

She had yet to know true love. She\u2019d never take the dream trip to Europe she\u2019d been saving for, or finish restoring her house. She\u2019d only just discovered her real mother and still had many questions to ask her. Her parents and brothers\u2026she loved them so damned much. They\u2019d chosen her. They\u2019d brought her into their family and loved her as one of their own and without condition.<\/p>\n

How would they handle her murder? Who would find her? Would her killer go free? Would Sandra suffer the same fate? Exhausted from fighting, head foggy from lack of oxygen, yet terrified of dying, Tracy rallied. She shoved at the body pinning her against the tub, but couldn\u2019t rid herself of the weight. As Tracy\u2019s resolve slipped, Celeste willed the woman to not breathe in, and to continue to fight. But the burn in the woman\u2019s lungs made her own chest ache and her head pound.<\/p>\n

The urge to release the breath she\u2019d been holding and gasp for the air she desperately needed was so damned strong, she couldn\u2019t blame Tracy for wanting to give up and let the water take her. Don\u2019t breathe. Don\u2019t breathe. The words ran through Tracy\u2019s mind and into Celeste\u2019s, until water began to fill Tracy\u2019s nostrils and drip down her throat. She gagged. Her lips parted. Water entered her mouth. She spat it out, then instinctively gasped, dragging the bathwater into her lungs.<\/p>\n

She\u2019d expected pain, but when there was none Tracy relaxed and breathed in more water. Her body stilled. A sense of warmth and comfort overcame her. She looked past the black figure above her. A beautiful yet strange bright light wrapped itself around her. An exquisite melody filled her soul with extraordinary peace. Over the music she heard whispers and sensed the presence of others.<\/p>\n

They suddenly surrounded her and she\u2019d never felt more loved in her life. This was a beautiful place. There was no fear. No pain. And she never wanted to leave. She never wanted\u2014 \u201cCeleste,\u201d John yelled, raw terror in his voice. John. Torn between her love for him and Olivia, Celeste hovered at the fringes of the light.<\/p>\n

There was so much joy and love here. The euphoria filling Tracy\u2019s spirit was unlike anything Celeste had never experienced.<\/p>\n

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Copyright \u00a9 2015 Kristine Thompson All rights reserved. Except for use in any review, the reproduction or utilization of this work in whole or in part in any form by any electronic, mechanical or other means, now known or hereafter invented, including xerography, photocopying and recording, or in any information storage or retrieval system, is forbidden without the written permission of the author.<\/p>\n

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author\u2019s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental. ISBN: 0990654338 ISBN-13: 978-0-9906543-3-9 1kitap1.com\/en For my mother-in-law, Sunny\u2026 A little over fifteen years ago we became family. You welcomed me with opened arms and I\u2019m so grateful to have you in my life. Thank you for all that you do and for your support.<\/p>\n

You mean so much to me. 1kitap1.com\/en Acknowledgments Thank you Crystal Jardine, of Jardine Funeral Home, for advice. As always, I appreciate the help from my critique partner, Jamie Denton, along with my brainstorming partner, Christy Carlson. Thank you Tessa Shapcott for editing Celeste Files: Unlocked. Elle Rossi, from EJR Digital Art, thank you for making me an extremely cool cover. 1kitap1.com\/en Chapter 1 THE NEEDLE PIERCED her skin and a small dose of morphine was sent into her veins.<\/p>\n

\u201cOpen the safe, or I\u2019ll kill the spoiled bitch and her brat.\u201d Hot, humid breath coated her neck as a soft chuckle followed the threat and the needle was removed. \u201cYou, too.\u201d All trust was gone. In its wake was only betrayal and fear. Her death would come anyway. This was a fact she\u2019d been living with for nearly three years and something that could not be avoided. But once the safe was opened, there would be no recourse.<\/p>\n

No way of saving her daughter and granddaughter. \u201cKill me,\u201d she said, grateful her daughter had already visited today and was now safely at home. \u201cI\u2019m as good as dead.\u201d Chemotherapy and radiation had done nothing to save her. The oncologist had tried numerous medications and they hadn\u2019t worked. She didn\u2019t want to die, but she didn\u2019t want to live chained to a bed, her body a shell of what it had once been.<\/p>\n

And according to her oncologist, that was exactly how she would be in the next few months. \u201cI intend to, after you give me what I want.\u201d \u201cNo.\u201d \u201cNo? Then maybe I should bring the bitch and brat here and kill them.\u201d The barrel of a gun came into her peripheral vision.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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